Blue Skies

This was from a prompt online that a friend of mine found during writing club. The prompt was: use these three lines to make a poem, a culture of solitude, faithful blue sky, and where we still discover. I hope you like it! Its one of my non-depressing poems :)

In a culture of solitude, Where we still discover, That faithful blue sky Lurking in the outskirts, Playing with our eyes. Alone, And yet not. Blue skies always watching, Always near, So faithful, Playful, Teasing and admiring, Dancing and twirling. A twinkle of a smile, Where the sun should be. Stare up, There it is, that faithful blue sky Staring right back. Fluffy clouds like soft fuzzy, Mustaches, tickling your nose. Laughing, spinning, Running, walking. The wind chatters as Birds sing and dance, Swooping, flying, Free.

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